One Good Woman

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Author’s Note: OKAY…..Not to sound overconfident in everyone’s esteem…..but if you made it this far then you’ve gotta WANT IT. So without further ado….GET SOME KLEENEX. (Ha Ha)
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Jesse tried to step back, but she was already against the wall.
Jason was…..
Was….just….
Enormous!
Jesse had never felt so vulnerable and fragile in her life. As she stared up at the giant before her, Jason’s head tilted to regard the small female before him.
Was she going to scream? Claw at his chest to get away? Beg for her life?
It didn’t matter. Many possible reactions crossed Jason’s mind, and served only to turn him on.
His eyes narrowed as pure lust surged through him.
This female was his.
Jesse shuddered as an intangible wave crashed over her. The heat. The raw need.
Her eyes dropped slowly down Jason’s body. Instinct was taking Jesse over (thanks to the pheromones pumping from the man before her) . While fear was still present, terror was fading away even as the smell of rotting bodies faded away.
Jason was…..*powerful* Jesse sensed as she sucked her lower lip between her teeth as her gaze dropped lower.
Jesse had always been partial to hands, so her gaze was drawn to Jason’s. Without a doubt those hands were…capable. She shuddered at the thought of how many lives had passed through his decisive fingers.
Those hands had ended the lives of her tormentors. Yet spared her own. She could feel a blush creeping up her face as she realized those hands had carried her. Touched her. How good were the odds that he could touch her again without killing her?
The uncertain odds were strangely thrilling.
Jason reached for her face. The girl wasn’t struggling yet, but she would. Mindful of the hardened sharp nails on his fingertips, he cupped the side of her face, burying his fingers in her luxurious hair.
His large thumb stroked her cheek possessively. His thumb crossed her lips. He felt the trembling heat of her breath against his skin.
Jason could feel her starting to lean into his touch. She wasn’t running away.
He reached for her. Large hands gripped Jesse’s upper arms. Her terror returned as she saw determination burning in his eyes. A small whine left her mouth as he began to crush her arms as he pulled her closer.

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STOP!!!!

The Inhabitor was annoyed. Jason was screwing with his finesse and artistry. It wasn’t the first time Jason made him feel like a suave sophisticate trapped in the body of an inbred backwoods Neanderthal.
This was probably the first time the Inhabitor had really exerted full control on Jason in a non-emergency situation. Usually this happened after serious injury requiring a “rewiring” to get Jason active again. Fortunately the Inhabitor still had plenty of energy to work with, just a little fine tuning of Jason’s nasal passages and the neural connections…done. Jason now had the influence of the incubi to regulate his behavior. The results promised to be rewarding.

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Jesse was confused. Jason seemed frozen for several seconds. Just as she was thinking it might be a good time to make a getaway, Jason seemed to come back to himself.
Jason abruptly released the girl and placed his hands on either side of her to prevent escape.
He leaned close. Closer.
Jesse wanted to shrink away…but as his head descended closer, she found herself cautiously closing the distance.
Jason’s eyes closed as he breathed in the tantalizing scent of the woman before him. How long had it been since his nose was any use? He could detect her fear, and it was pleasant. But there was something else….
Jesse’s heart raced as that passive mask passed along her ear and into her hair. Faintly, she could hear….not breathing. Sniffing. Jason was taking in her scent.
It was so animalistic and intense Jesse quickly forgot her recent fright. She leaned closer, and unexpectedly stroked her cheek against the cool plastic of Jason’s hockey mask.
Jason stilled as the enticing aroma coalesced in his mind. Desire. He could smell her desire. And the ghostly sensation of warmth that permeated his mask when she brushed close….
Jason felt a new sensation. Pure hunger. He needed her need to feed it. Only HER lust could feed the fire consuming him from the inside out.
He reached for her again. Much more carefully this time. And he didn’t grab.
Jesse quivered as Jason’s fingertips gently grazed the insides of her arms. He cupped her hips marveling at her slight build. She reached for his chest, but drew back. His clothes were a moldy wreck.
A quick solution was in order, and Jason needed her touch badly. He simply tore the remains of his shirt and over shirt away.
Jesse gasped at the sight before her. Of course as Jason exposed more of his velvety skin, he was putting off even more pheromone. She wasn’t normally attracted to huge muscle mass, but….but.
Jesse really wanted to touch him. She ran her fingers lightly over his bare flesh. The texture was addictive.
Touching became kissing. Thought was abandoned as Jesse pulled off her shirt and embraced him.
Jason accepted her gentle touches, and he nearly jumped when her warm little mouth traced along to one of his nipples.
It was electrifying. He in turn, tore her bra off. Jesse’s warm pink breasts spilled into Jason’s hands. Her body stiffened in response as he rolled one of her nipples between his fingers.
As she shuddered, he put an arm around her to steady and carefully guide her down to the floor.
Jason cradled her as he fondled her pert tits. Jesse reached for his mask, but he gently guided her hand elsewhere. She accepted his limit, and nuzzled his nipples.
A small moan escaped her as his large hand went between her legs. The crotch of her shorts were soaked through. He rubbed and she squirmed. Her hands flew to her shorts and quickly removed them before he could attempt to rip the strong fabric.
Her panties were drenched. Jason stroked the wet cotton. Her scent was driving him to madness.
In barely a moment, Jesse lay exposed and completely naked in the arms of a killer.
Her trembling excited him greatly, so he wrapped his arm around her, holding the girl securely to his chest. With the other hand, he slowly explored her sex.
She squirmed as Jason’s velvet fingers slid over her clit. Her movement excited his want for a struggle. Slowly twiddling his fingertips around that little nub he found, Jason got the reaction he was after.
Jesse had never been subject to such erotic torture before. Her body was crushed against him. This prevented her muscle spasms from granting even marginal release from the exquisite pain that was building in her swollen cunt.
She whimpered and beat at Jason’s chest weakly begging for liberation.
But Jason wasn’t ready to grant it. The heady scent of her, the silken feel of her, and the hot fluids bathing his fingers were too sweet to let go of yet.
He drew his pointed nails carefully up her inner thigh. Her thrashing and moans were a great reward.
If he held her much tighter, he could kill her. Jason was awash with the feeling of ultimate power over this small woman. He toyed briefly with the idea of pleasuring her and crushing her to death at the same time.
No. *thump* *thumpthump* Perhaps someone else deserved such and end, but not the first woman to make his heart twitch about like this.
And there was still so much to be done to this wet little female.
Such as…..
Jesse’s eye’s widened and her moan rose to a gasp as a thick finger plunged deep into her tight pussy.
Jason’s head tilted as the music of Jesse’s response filled his ears. Her body writhed in his grasp as he stroked her hot walls. And her gasps gave way to a scream as she climaxed.
This was enough for Jason. He pulled away from the quivering girl long enough to remove his pants.
Jesse, suddenly bereft of Jason’s warmth, curled into a ball trying to salvage some of the heat. She looked at her tormentor.
And felt a confusing mix of lust and fear.
Jason’s cock was incredible. She eyed his thickness dubiously as a small thread of panic threatened to take her over.
Jason grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs apart. His body settled between Jesse’s trembling legs. While he still held most of his weight above her, Jason pressed his chest against hers and looked her in the eye.
No one had ever been this close to Jason. Jesse knew it. Could anyone get close enough to describe his eyes and live? She could see the lust burning in them. And no mercy. She shook. No tender words existed that would impress upon Jason the need for caution or care due to his size. He was going to FUCK her.
That thought reverberated through her and set her nerve endings alight. Her whole body shivered, awaiting him.
A mass of hot flesh pressed against her. She closed her eyes, only for them to open wide as her entire body spasmed in response to the entry. Her flesh strained to accept the massive girth forcing its way into her body.
Jesse threw her head back and screamed as he filled her. Oh! It had hurt! But a part of her seemed to just purr with pleasure.
He was so big, Jesse was afraid for him to move, but move he did. He began to thrust heavily and very deeply. His every move forced either a moan or a scream from the woman close to drowning in lust beneath him.
Behind the hockey mask, Jason’s flexible serpentine tongue twisted and licked around the confines of the plastic barrier. He arched his neck as sensation drove him again and again into the tight hotness of the girl’s body. It felt so good. And she was loosening up a little too. He sat back on his heels and gripped the girl’s ass in his hands as he drove into her even deeper.
Jesse, no longer having Jason to cling to, worked her hands over her breasts and down her body to meet where Jason was connecting with her.
Jason was making sounds.
Nothing anyone could ever hear…..it was pitched far to low for human ears to detect and register as being sound.
But it could be felt. Especially on the sensitive parts.
The very air Jesse was gasping for seemed to be vibrating. A low hum just thrummed through her skin, and imbedded intself deep in her clit and nipples.
She’d never felt anything like it.
Instinct told her the sensation was coming from Jason….somehow.
The vibration increased.
Jesse’s body was buzzing with the delightful torture as a powerful orgasm ripped through her.
Jason felt elation as the woman’s muscles flexed around his huge member.
The pitch of her screams changed, he quivered. Was she in pain or pleasure? He couldn’t tell. The sound matched cries he’d heard many victims make, but this was different somehow. It was more than satisfying….it…..it.
Jason Voorhees came.
Hard.
Thick hot fluid pumped into Jesse’s little cunt.
She sighed at the warmth as Jason collapsed on her.
His arrhythmic heartbeat pounded against her ribs.
They lay there for a while.
If there had been an observer, the death-wishing voyeur would have assumed the pair were in “afterglow”.
Which they were.
But they were also both frozen in panic.

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Author’s Note: Well, I hope I did justice to Jason’s first time. Please review and let me know your thoughts.